Tuesday, September 04, 2007

Titillate...

a stream of
perspiration,
glinting in the sun,
slid down between
her breasts
and tickled her nipples
erect.

15 comments:

  1. I'm sure that was a sight to behold.

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  2. You write like a woman in love, and then you write like a man in love. VERY well done, Jean.

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  3. Scott - easy... :)

    Larry - It was hot work, trimming that jasmine.

    Irrelephant - Thank you, sir.

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  4. Love the title too. It's perfect on several levels.

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  5. I am blinded by the vision ...

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  6. Be right back, I gotta take a shower.

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  7. what....
    no pictures?

    So, was that when he ate one? What? Oh, I thought it was tit I ate. No, huh?
    Dang!

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  8. Love your imagery. With you, less is always more.

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  9. Jim - thank you for noticing! :)

    Winston - heh. I'll take that as a 'yes' vote. Thank you.

    Rick - cold shower? ;)

    Berry - no pics, sorry :)

    Atavist - Thank you... I prefer simple whenever possible.

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  10. Y'know, after that smart-alecky comment I made, I went home, and (not having air conditioning) took off m'shirt and as a sweat bead slowly started down m'chest, I thought of yer short poem, and dang!

    Thought of your breats all night long!

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  11. "It was hot work, trimming that jasmine."

    Any pics of that lovely, trimmed jasmine? ;-)

    Awww, DAMN! I just saw your comment about there not being any pics.

    *Ambles away sullenly...*

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  12. Berry - oh, my...

    b.c. - heh.

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  13. A moment I have
    To ponder the visual
    A moment I had

    Haiku

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  14. Mick - wow. I think you have found yet another talent in you.

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